The past has a way of lingering, like the scent of rain on pavement long after the storm has passed. No matter how many times I try to wash it away, it clings to me-woven into my skin, embedded in my thoughts, haunting my dreams.
They say time heals all wounds, but they never tell you about the scars. The ones that remain long after the pain fades, whispering reminders of everything you lost. Of the love that once was. Of the promises that shattered like fragile glass.
I used to believe in forever. In whispered confessions and stolen kisses, in laughter that echoed through the night, in a love so deep it felt infinite. But forever is a lie we tell ourselves to make the present feel less fragile. And love? Love is the sharpest kind of deception.
He told me he loved me. I believed him.
Now, I see him loving someone else. Effortlessly. Easily. As if I had never existed.
And maybe that's the cruelest part-not the heartbreak, not the endless questions, not even the sleepless nights spent drowning in memories. No, the cruelest part is knowing that I was replaceable. That what we had was never as rare or as special as I thought it was.
But here I stand, breathing, surviving, still carrying the weight of everything he left behind.
And then there's him-the one who looks at me like I'm whole, like I'm worth something. The one who doesn't see me as the sum of my broken pieces, but as someone capable of being loved again.
I should let him in. I should try. But fear has a grip on my heart, and I don't know if I can bear another fall.
Because the thing about scars?
They remind you of the pain you swore you'd never feel again.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
All My Heart
RomansaA girl, who had been in a long-term relationship, finds out that her partner has been cheating on her. Heartbroken and hurt, she eventually moves on and meets someone new, starting to develop feelings for this new person. As their relationship grows...
